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Lesbian Writer and Poet Written in Verse and Essay Form
Lesbian Writer and Poet Written in Verse and Essay Form
Lesbian Writer and Poet Written in Verse and Essay Form
Laura’s Poem………
Arousal
This is want,
This is desire!
This is Arousal,
This poem written alone for you is one of a kind as you are,
10) A Kiss
A kiss is a moment in time,
Heart.
Val R Heike
no longer alone,
and to feel the warmth of being whole.
Val K Heike
21) Twilight
Stars blinking,
White Wolf.
Val Heike
Lost a baby,
Val Heike
25) My Love
My love rises when I’m sick, grabs her jeans,
my lover, my girl,
my heart.
Val K Heike
Val Heike
Virginia
his old truck to take me and a bike home. Our Stain Glass in
Val Heike
29) Craig
My youngest nephew in his junior year in high school 2006
By Val Littlewolf
He is not perfect,
Detention called,
Val K Heike
Computer on fritz,
30) Difference
dreams of success,
Money in pocket,
Bringing it!
31) Missing
Like a lady she sways,
Given Val Heike, funny those that bestowed name can't live it,
Val Heike
I learned fear and pity from a family that hated anyone that was different. I taught myself as well as my
friends that I was more than the fear and hate taught to me by my family and friends. How was this hate
taught? Or how did it manifest, when I was in mom’s womb; while driving reckless tossing my mom
around in the backseat. My future father the one little girl is supposed to look up to, depend on and love
saw this as an apt opportunity to take my life. When I was two he placed both his hands around my neck
and told mom that with very little effort, I could stop breathing. When I was 14 at the family cabin in
Northern Wisconsin, after several drinks on a lovely sunny warm summer day with loaded 44 magnum,
in his right hand. With a black barrel pointed, toward me and wild threats of ending my as well as my
little nephew and niece and mother I had worked hard to keep alive since I was 9. Since I was 9 it had
been my goal the safety of my mom. I stepped up, John Wayne would have been proud of me even if
this man so not my father will never feel pride in me. Many women in my life taught me that pride
comes from within out and it is in our pride that we help others find their peace of mind and themselves
become prideful.
Phonics, when I was 8 they as if a UFO was flying over and snatched the system called Phonics, out from
under the noses of us children who needed it. I was 9 when we moved back to Iowa from Howard,
Wisconsin. I had no idea how to spell or read. It was the return of Phonics that gave me cause to learn
how to read. I had summer school with many my age group. It was as if people saw us as special children
our handicap was the lack of the ability to read. Then it was as if a sweet magic possessed my heart and
soul. Letters shouted at me there wasn’t any sounding out. I read fervently it gave me the sweet taste
Boomer
Hello this is boomer his real name was rover. He was owned as if he were an animal by an Amish lady.
He was always tied up, alone and when they did tie hi up he was there all alone tied in knots wrapped
around and around. I hated them having him, I promised myself with my entire heart that he would not
spend another year in such misery. So I took my second eldest nephew Daniel E Mathis, he is on Face
book listed his home town Des Moines, Iowa. We drove out there and he as I had hoped fell in love with
Rover.
There was some screaming of course my family and I don't see eye to eye on animals that need to be
saved so I do it anyway.
Ellen my younger sister has since fallen in love with as he is called now Boomer; he is loved and has his
very own boy now. He has had his shots and been changed sex wise, you know. Boomer is a great dog.
at the Wellness Center in Waukon I was struck by a 92 year old retired attorney. I suffered a
smashed right wrist as it collided with the pavement on Fifth Street where I fell after the driver
finally stopped after driving over the top of my bike. The previous year a young 18 year old man
still in high school while delivering The Prairie Shopper, he was struck while on his bike and his
young life was ended. It s strange to think that biking is hazardous to health; it use to be an
expression
What is the natural way we as victims look for assistance, Dahh?” I thought the legal profession.
Having watched this and that cop show I anticipated being questioned”, but not in Waukon,
Iowa. No one asked me the victim anything about the accident. I wrote a note telling what had
occurred. It didn’t matter to the powers to be. The man that hit me had practiced law in Waukon
for 70 years. I was git lady who was queer. First the retired attorney Lynn Morrow didn’t even
say he had struck me yet there was paint on his car from my white bike, his car was on the scene,
his window was smashed in all his air bags were blown out. See I had like a deer rushed through
the window then when his car had stop, and not abruptly I had toppled off to lay in a lump facing
into the street on the right side of the vehicle while my bike was crumpled behind me.
The Waukon police heard the retired attorney and not me, they believed he was just going
home(while he was going the wrong direction),they the Waukon police chose to believe that he
had struck me while turning my way as he was driving toward my location, Balderdash! He had
pulled on to 8th street traveling behind me the sun as he told the police wasn’t in his eyes that
Monday afternoon at 4 pm it was a clear wonderful day until my world nearly seized to exist.
If Lynn had as he presupposed struck me as he turned from the right into me I would have been
found smacked and bleeding and broken on the left side of the road. It is only logical; no one
I took him to court with an attorney I found in the Access line (My community in Iowa Gay
paper) Edward Krug, just before my deposition he had completed his medimorfisus and emerge
the butterfly now called Ellen. He was sure the town would side with the beloved son, Lynn
against me so we settled for $30,000.00 out of court. I would never select a lawyer from Iowa or
More than one thinker has suggested that modern science alone provides “true truth,”
and as civilizations realize this, religion will disappear to become the cultural
Equivalent of the dinosaurs. Do you agree with this?
No No I don’t think I concur Explain. Among those who have experienced the unity within whether a
seeing in a church or a field it invisibly created need. It becomes like neither a thirst nor a hunger. I
experience it in a way being without my community feeling it online in Facebook. The fellowship of my
community makes me a better individual more willing to give and distinctly be a better human being for
it.
My Human Biology instructor the other day when he supper imposed a query for the all women’s 1
Biology class at Calmar’s NICC. He asked a question “Do you think Gays and Lesbians should wed?
There was a small commotion and I was unsure that this class was really a science class due to the fact
that “We”, my brothers and sisters in the Gay community are no longer seen in the scientific community
He Dr. Scott Miller proceeded to say that as a scientist he didn’t care if we did or did not, but the other
side of him thought that it should never be made a law due to his Christian self opposing granting Gays he
might of as if screamed “Queers”, should never marry. Up to that point I had thought him to be a fine
teacher and highly intelligent. To my surprise there were several females of like mind. That wasn’t my
surprise my surprise came in a young wisp of a girl sitting adjacent to myself a voice boomed to life, My
uncle is Gay and I’m happy that now he can wed and that at least this right is granted lawfully to him.
“Wow!” Here in Iowa I mix the unity of belonging in and near a community of my peers who know me
and my beliefs a church group gets succinctness2’ from its believers Dr. Miller science that believes that a
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We aren’t intended to be all female it is just that no men had signed up for our class.
Million years ago we were as mice to Dinosaurs and stops my right for equality will never be able to stop
1990-1992 I worked at Saint Patrick’s Catholic Church/School it was one of my duties to clean
the Catholic Church by vacuuming it every Friday after children’s mass and I clean Monday-
I worked for 2 years for $5.00/hour void of holiday pay or insurance. I shoveled and mowed
with the hand mover or old fashioned shovel. Jim Ward the Senior Custodian always seemed to
hide with the on skirts of real work such as unloading the truck and putting away items.
I had just started a camcorder business and purchased a camera for $4999.99 now I own the same
camcorder the one I own now cost $200.00 and fits in one hand. I had or was doing many jobs
with my Video Memories and had asked the Parish counsel to take a second job. In the school
year I got between 20-25 hours a week and 40 hours in the summer. After receiving the
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Unsure of spelling I mean to Suck from the Old Testament to gain nourishment.
permission of the counsel I started the factory job but after two days I had quit due to being
I had all along continued my work at school. One day I was about to mow when Sister Margret
Anne, says what are you doing there? I said I just finished across the street and I’m fixing to
mow next to the convent it was extremely hilly and I truth told really rather not but it was my
job. I was then told that I had quit and that, that was why she thought it odd that I was going to
mow for free. I assured her that I hadn’t quit. She told me Father had told her that I had quit two
weeks ago. I was dumb founded! Father had asked me two weeks ago to sign what he had said
was a petition for something and if asked by your parish priest to do something you if catholic
never argue. I had to go through the Labor Board of Iowa to get my Unemployment because
even Jim Ward the older custodian said he was sure I quit. We broke his story because during
that time the teachers in my building stated I was telling the truth.
When school started that fall there were three new people in my spot. Father had learned that he
could with money from the state of Iowa employee three retarded individuals at exactly what I
had made. They didn’t last the month, so Jim Ward’s son that happened to be a lay minister and
The air full the sweet smell of violet. For luck violet is present at celebrations, house warming’s
and is planted near doorways directly outside near the porch. Wiccan – There is many types of religion
we experience throughout our lives and some of it is non-traditional. When the mere thought of religion is
thought of and someone suggests “wick”, thoughts of nobly noises, black cats and nudity arises as well as
While I was in Virginia for my five years from 2000-2005 I was thrilled with the concept of
being presence among some Blessed and Outstanding women from the “Wild Women of the Blue Ridge
Coven” they celebrated “White Magic!” Some of the Ceremonies dealt with money pouring in the spring
There was also “New Moon”, and the “Harvest Moon Feasible”. There usually was beer, wine
and of course what I learned wasn’t a bug even though it was called a cockroach that was shared to nearly
There are many covens in Virginia’s Common Wealth. The Shenandoah Cauldron is not is filled
with interested people and good people even though their Christmas Cards vary totally from the ones I
into things that are for the good of the community and less for the rule of the world.
Power isn’t might as much as love and naturally order is strove for. There wasn’t any nudity for
me it was like a gathering of family and friends male and female who had all showed up not to get out of
something to be able in their mind to go out and perpetuate whatever was seen as despicable the next day.
I will always be Wiccan praying to the Great Spirit with knowledge that mother earth and her
creator has power over us always and forever. I learned that unity and love made a church’s people
strong.
Thanksgiving Day
Today, do you ever wonder what if you were dead? What would have occurred,what or who would have
hurt more for it? Today I found myself wondering, I had to assist mom who is 83 and in need of a new
knee to stand up, then I had to help her as she leaned on her lesbian daughter for support to simply get out
of a chair. I found myself wondering if she ever thought maybe it is time that I support her for being the
terrific daughter she is whether Gay or straight. I bet she will never have such deep thoughts.
I was baptized into the Methodist church and raised Lutheran felt haunted by loneliness a kind of
emptiness that crawls into our hearts when we are at our bleakest. Joined the Catholic church at 26 was
surprise that it was while standing in the Dinnigroom where I worked at Mount Rushmore in the black
Hills of South Dakota that I first met a servant of God. She presented herself to me in a manner of
speaking while I was serving coffee the year was 1994 and I was 36. She wore a black dress and her
granddaughter was with her. We had a lovely vivacious conversation wherein she told me that she had
always dreamed of becoming a Baptist minister and so at the ripe age of 85 she had finally become
ordained.
She told me of her children and how they had struggled and had still all in all become fine upstanding
adults and that they indeed did a honor to their race.
It was there in that Dinnigroom that Val Heike seized to be and Val Littlewolf was born because it was
there that I was baptized by a minister full of God’s love. She asked me if I thought it would be ok if she
blessed me. She hadn’t thought that on her trip to Mount Rushmore the place she had wanted to come to
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I had often heard of the premise to be born again and thought it an abnormal occurrence and yet here I
was only a week before I had, had a vision quest and now to be blessed in the light that she carried as
most people carry a walking stick, it just was a part of her and not an extra something to be used and
then stuck in a closet till needed once more. There I stood I had to bend my head some for she was a tad
shorter then I was but it was cool. I at first shut my eyes thinking that if I did that no one would see this
short woman blessing me, then nearly as fast as I shut them I open then due to the fact that no one else
was being so honored and I was swell with that.
It is as simple and as hard as that, a putting on or a taking off that is how it is to be born a Christian to be
reborn is more intense but possible.
When I told my boss or started to tell Allen Dumbroski he patted me on the shoulder and said you do
need a vacation don’t you Val? They never understood that she might have been a messenger sent to
show me that God is near and he does live. I never saw her again and so no one logically can tell me
she wasn’t a carrier of the Holy Spirit. 12/8/2021 9:42:57 a12/p12
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I hadn’t the heart to tell her that the dining room she was standing in was to be tore down and another to take its place in two years hence.